InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Tame a Demon ❯ Chapter 2
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: lettheinkbleed 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Vignette | Uploaded On: 01.30.2012 | Updated On: 01.30.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 656 | Visits: 965 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Vignette | Uploaded On: 01.30.2012 | Updated On: 01.30.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 656 | Visits: 965 | Status: Work In Progress
{Since my disclaimer is on the first page, I don’t see the point in adding it to every chapter… so I’m NOT going to! Kthxbi!)
Fuck my head... InuYasha Tomaka thought as he woke up… “What the hell?!” He growled as he pulled against the chains holding him against the wall. Memories rushing back on him.
“Oh, Inuyasha!” Kikyo purred in his ear as he licked his dry lips. “What?” He whispered quietly, his brain barely processing thoughts as her hands moved down his bare chest to fiddle with his belt line. “Inuyasha?” She asked quietly. He groaned as her hands traced the trail of hair leading into his pants. A rag covered his mouth and his world went black.
He couldn’t tell if it was light or dark, all he could feel was the coldness of the dungeon. He roared and continued to roar until his voice began to fail him. He settled into a low growl, plotting his escape as a light rose scent reached his nose.
“Ah, you’re awake.” A soft voice said in the darkness. A young girl appeared a few feet from him. “Kikyo! You bitch!” He roared. The girl winced and looked scared. “How do you know Mistress Kikyo?” She sat in front of him and dipped a rag into a bucket of water, “and I’m Kagome.”
“Mistress?” She pressed the rag against his head. Pain caused him to hiss and pull away. “Look, I’m trying to clean you up and help you. Stop moving.” She said angrily. He pulled away till his back touched the cold stone wall. “Why am I naked?” He growled. The girls face turned several shades of red. “I was ordered by Mistress Kikyo.” She crawled closer to him and touched to rag to his head again. “Stop that.” He growled flashing his fangs at her. She sat back on her legs and sighed heavily. “Look guy, I’m doing my job so I don’t end up in the dungeons or dead!” For some reason unknown to him, he was seriously unhappy with the thought of her dead. He grumbled under his breath and allowed her to touch him. “So, what’s your name again?” He asked as she wiped the warm, wet rag down his neck. “My name is Kagome Higurashi. Move forward.” She replied wrapping her arms around his back to pull him. He really felt disturbed that he enjoyed her arms around him.
He obliged her pulling and let her sit behind him. She began to wash his shoulders and back, almost pulling a purr from him. Her hands her so soft; her touch tender. She pulled his long silver hair off his damp back and twisted it quickly into a braid. “Your hair is pretty.” She said quietly. “Where am I?” He growled, ignoring the complement that made a soft blush light his cheeks.
“A dungeon, duh.” She laughed; sounding like heaven to his sensitive ears and touching his heart in ways he did not want to investigate, as she stood, leaning over his shoulder to dip the rag back into the water. He couldn’t help himself; he had to look up her t-shirt that fell open almost right in front of his face. “Nice rack.” She jumped up and pulled her shirt down. “Ugh! I swear you men are all the same! Just dirty perverts!” She threw the rag onto his head and stormed up the stairs.
What the hell is her problem? He thought as he watched her leave. Laughing, pissed, hot… No, no, no. Stop right there boy. He scolded himself as he leaned his aching head against the wall behind him. Funny, it hadn’t hurt when Kagome had been with him.
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Fuck my head... InuYasha Tomaka thought as he woke up… “What the hell?!” He growled as he pulled against the chains holding him against the wall. Memories rushing back on him.
“Oh, Inuyasha!” Kikyo purred in his ear as he licked his dry lips. “What?” He whispered quietly, his brain barely processing thoughts as her hands moved down his bare chest to fiddle with his belt line. “Inuyasha?” She asked quietly. He groaned as her hands traced the trail of hair leading into his pants. A rag covered his mouth and his world went black.
He couldn’t tell if it was light or dark, all he could feel was the coldness of the dungeon. He roared and continued to roar until his voice began to fail him. He settled into a low growl, plotting his escape as a light rose scent reached his nose.
“Ah, you’re awake.” A soft voice said in the darkness. A young girl appeared a few feet from him. “Kikyo! You bitch!” He roared. The girl winced and looked scared. “How do you know Mistress Kikyo?” She sat in front of him and dipped a rag into a bucket of water, “and I’m Kagome.”
“Mistress?” She pressed the rag against his head. Pain caused him to hiss and pull away. “Look, I’m trying to clean you up and help you. Stop moving.” She said angrily. He pulled away till his back touched the cold stone wall. “Why am I naked?” He growled. The girls face turned several shades of red. “I was ordered by Mistress Kikyo.” She crawled closer to him and touched to rag to his head again. “Stop that.” He growled flashing his fangs at her. She sat back on her legs and sighed heavily. “Look guy, I’m doing my job so I don’t end up in the dungeons or dead!” For some reason unknown to him, he was seriously unhappy with the thought of her dead. He grumbled under his breath and allowed her to touch him. “So, what’s your name again?” He asked as she wiped the warm, wet rag down his neck. “My name is Kagome Higurashi. Move forward.” She replied wrapping her arms around his back to pull him. He really felt disturbed that he enjoyed her arms around him.
He obliged her pulling and let her sit behind him. She began to wash his shoulders and back, almost pulling a purr from him. Her hands her so soft; her touch tender. She pulled his long silver hair off his damp back and twisted it quickly into a braid. “Your hair is pretty.” She said quietly. “Where am I?” He growled, ignoring the complement that made a soft blush light his cheeks.
“A dungeon, duh.” She laughed; sounding like heaven to his sensitive ears and touching his heart in ways he did not want to investigate, as she stood, leaning over his shoulder to dip the rag back into the water. He couldn’t help himself; he had to look up her t-shirt that fell open almost right in front of his face. “Nice rack.” She jumped up and pulled her shirt down. “Ugh! I swear you men are all the same! Just dirty perverts!” She threw the rag onto his head and stormed up the stairs.
What the hell is her problem? He thought as he watched her leave. Laughing, pissed, hot… No, no, no. Stop right there boy. He scolded himself as he leaned his aching head against the wall behind him. Funny, it hadn’t hurt when Kagome had been with him.
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